Break of Light, from dreams they arise
To paint the blood within their eyes
Slowly trudging through mist
Seeking A state of perpetual bliss
As the sweet air of the dawning woods hangs gingerly in the scattered light
In the pursuit of a sick ritual
Spreading the illness of awareness Ha!

In so many words acting out
Oh the damnation we inspire
Elimination of fear and doubt
With a timeless tradition

The smell of oil, tar, and smog
Rise by the heat in the ground
Oneness, stillness of the soul
A key to mind and body whole
please judge me!

This game displeases me!
Biding for serenity with what drives men mad
Fools to their gospel, What ignorance to be had
Come now my ignorant fools
Follow the sound of my voice
My unstoppable ire, Burning the blue skies
For these are my aspirations
Of a great demise